Genetic Attraction by Tara Lain

Hudson"s shortcomings. Oh, Doris, if you could see this, would you run screaming or lie down and join the circle?
    The moans got louder. Her hips pulsing against Roan"s salacious mouth, she knew she wouldn"t last much longer. That tongue was just too phenomenal as it pressed against her clit with just the right pressure to send her into orbit. Oh God, more, more. Her hips pressed up, shoving her wet pussy lips even harder against his mouth. As she got closer to coming, she sucked Jake"s big cock harder and harder.
    “Shit, Em, that"s so good.” And he went right back to swallowing Roan"s sex deep into his throat. Oh, she wished she could get that much of Roan in her mouth.
    Climax coming. Not going alone.
    Frenzy seemed to fill all of them, and they wildly sucked and licked one another until she finally surrendered truly to the orgasm ripping through her. But instead of screaming, she sucked as much of Jake down her throat as she could get.
    He let out a shout, and hot, salty cum filled her mouth. Jake cum. Oh God, her body quivered and shook as she swallowed. In the background she heard Roan cry out Jake"s name as he exploded.
    Okay, that was fun . They all lay in a heap for a few minutes, giggling softly.
    Finally, Jake pulled up his pajama bottoms, flicked off the TV, and sat up. “C"mon, my sweethearts, it"s time for bed.”
    They all staggered to their feet and headed up the stairs with their arms linked around one another"s waists. Jake reached out and turned off the lights.
    They let her peel off to her bedroom as the men headed to the master.
    She went straight for the shower and let the warm water run off her from the three showerheads. Today had been, straight up, the best day of her life. That was a Genetic Attraction

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    serious bitch, since it was being compared to the day she discovered the gene sequencing pattern, the day she got the grant to study other uses for the technique, and the day she won the international research prize—in other words, the red-letter days of her life. Damn. She loved her work. Was a day having sex with two beautiful men more important, really? But she felt loved, included.
    Her mom"s words came back. “ Shit happens, and some choices go away .” Her choice hadn"t been for two men, but here she was. Sadly, this was a choice she couldn"t make.
    She stepped out of the shower and began to dry off. It was more than sex; she knew that. But having a relationship with two men was not a viable option in her world—hell, in the world. She wasn"t her mother. She didn"t live in a counterculture where that kind of behavior was accepted.
    Oh God, to never have them again. Not be with them like this weekend. The idea made her sick. But hiding their relationship from the university—and failing and being caught and disgraced—that was no better.
    Maybe she could still have sex with them sometimes. An occasional weekend.
    But things were going to change. Now that she knew Roan, she just couldn"t work Jake as hard as she had. She had to give him time to spend with his lover. She wanted him to come home more. And she"d have to work more to make up the difference. That would be a good tonic. It would keep her really busy and take her mind off…them.
    Still drying her back, she walked into the bedroom.
    “Now there"s a picture.” Jake lounged in the doorway.
    She almost pulled the towel in front of her until she realized how incredibly stupid that was. Okay, she wasn"t going to spoil their last night together. “Didn"t get enough yet, big boy?”
    Jake smiled, walked slowly to her, and caressed her face. “Actually, I"ll never get enough of you, sweetheart. But I have been sent to issue an invitation for you to come sleep with us…emphasis on the sleep, at least for the immediate future.”

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    “Really? All three of us?”
    “Yes. It"s a big bed.”
    She gazed into the blue eyes. No glasses this time. Could she really get that close to them and leave them tomorrow? She